This is a song about "Hours"

Those seconds are precious like hours

Penncounting pennys over tha years

I could go on and on and on for hours,

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Flow every second you can catch me on the hours

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

24 hours just isn't enough,you just may press your luck

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Lock the door, and have silence for a few hours

At an extremly alarming rate

Clocked out several times, keep my hours straight

Wake up six hours later naked on the table

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

I go 25 hours a day sometimes when i rhyme